The group of tomb raiders had no choice but to give up all thoughts of dissuading Han Dan as they looked at his resolute expression. Instead, they turned their hateful eyes towards Bei Feng.
Bei Feng was slightly taken aback, but immediately laughed aloud, as he marveled at the stupidity of these robbers. "Are you trying to be funny with me? This cauldron is my property. Why the hell should I share half the profits with you?!"
"Kid, you'd better watch the way you speak!" He Jiawei looked at the mocking smile on Bei Feng's face and barked in rage.
Han Dan furrowed his brows for a moment before relaxing slightly. "You should know that such a large bronze artifact is considered a national treasure. Normal people are not allowed to possess or trade something like this. If news of this got out, do you think that you can face the consequences yourself?"
Han Dan continued after a slight pause. "We, on the other hand, are different. We have some connections and are able to find a good buyer for it! All the risks will be on us, and you don't have to do a single thing! You just need to sit at home and count the cash! What's there to be unhappy about it?"
"When did I ever say that I wanted to sell this cauldron?" Bei Feng laughed aloud in amusement.
A deathly silence followed as two faint silvery-white daggers as thin as a cicada's wings and as sharp as a surgeon's scalpel appeared in Pan Jin's hands.
"Shua, shua!"
Using a unique throwing method, he sent the two flying daggers shrieking through the air towards Bei Feng without hesitation!
"Hmph! Big Bro, what's the point of talking so much with this senseless kid? Wouldn't the matter be solved if we just knock him out?"
Pan Jin said complacently. Although those flying daggers were as thin as a cicada's wings, they were crafted with extremely sturdy materials! Furthermore, they were immersed in a powerful tranquilizing drug which was guaranteed to knock out any target with just a scratch! Although he didn't know how Bei Feng avoided the sleeping gas, he refused to believe that Bei Feng would be fine after being hit by the flying daggers!
Han Dan furrowed his brows, but did not do anything to stop Pan Jin. He too felt that Bei Feng was too insatiably greedy. It was obvious that all this was just an attempt to get a larger share of the profits!
The flying daggers were so fast they were akin to a bolt of lightning. One was aimed at Bei Feng's right arm and the other at his thigh. Both were not vital areas.
Pan Jin knew that there was no longer any suspense at this point. From such a close distance, even though he had not used his full strength to throw the daggers, it was still not something that a regular person could dodge.
"How is this possible?!"
"Is there something wrong with my eyes?"
Pan Jin who had already turned his back on Bei Feng felt exceptionally smug deep in his heart. These people were obviously impressed with his skills! Could it be that his throwing technique had produced better results than usual?
But as he turned around, Pan Jin was transfixed like a wooden chicken with his mouth wide open. He opened and closed his mouth repeatedly, yet was unable to utter even a single word!
The two silvery white daggers were dancing about in Bei Feng's hands as he played with them nonchalantly. A shadow of a mocking smile hung on his face as he looked at Pan Jin. "The angle's rather decent, but the strength behind the throw was a bit too lacking..."
"How can this be?! D*mn it!"
Pan Jin was about to go crazy with anger and shame. First, it was Fourth Bro's sleeping gas which failed to work. Then, even the flying daggers he prided himself on were being taken as a joke by others!
"Peng!"
Pan Jin took a heavy step forward as his body leaned backwards at a shocking angle. With his right leg as an anchor, his body exploded forth with power!
The amount of strength concentrated on his right arm was even more shocking! Numerous green veins appeared on his forearm as he raised his hands and threw out a flying dagger!
This dagger contained his entire body's strength as well as the confidence from his 25 years of harsh training as it flew forward with a seemingly unstoppable momentum!
"Even if it's me, I probably would not be able to block this dagger without careful preparation!"
Han Dan murmured to himself in shock.
The flying dagger drew a ghastly reddish white flash under the moonlight and instantly appeared right in front of Bei Feng!
Bei Feng felt like he was being enveloped by a sharp aura, giving him the feeling that there was no way to dodge this strike!
Watching this dagger, even Bei Feng could not help but to exclaim, "Good throw!"
He immediately concentrated his attention, and his eyes began to blur as his surroundings faded. As he looked at the dagger again, it seemed to have slowed down and he was able to see the trajectory of the dagger clearly!
"Ding!"
The expected sound of the dagger piercing through flesh did not appear. Instead, a clear metallic sound rang out across the yard.
Pan Jin's body sagged heavily as he tottered on the spot. His body felt strangely light, as though he was flying. That dagger throw had taken all his strength and concentration!
The moment it left his hands, his entire body was sapped of all strength. But he still managed to gather some consciousness to look nervously at Bei Feng.
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